C90 (1/2)

”AHH!” Wen Liang wrapped his arms around his chest, and raised his head to look at Qi Ye with a baffled expression: ”What are you doing?”

”Isn't it my suit?” What President Qi meant was, my suit, I can take it back when I want to, the rights are mine.

”President Qi, can I borrow your clothes for a bit?” The corner of Wen Liang's lips curled up in a smile as he tried to curry favor with Zhang Xuan.

He lowered his head to look at his watch. ”Six hours.” The clothes I'm wearing should be appreciated, but since you don't really care about my value … ”

Ye Zichen reached out his hand to stroke her soft hair with a smile, ”So there are some clothes in the closet in the lounge. Pick one that you like and change into it, then I won't take your money.”

Wen Liang was so angry that he couldn't even speak. He could only stare helplessly at the man in front of him.

However, he still calmly said, ”If you don't want to trade, then go out and make me a cup of coffee. The instant one, one thousand yuan a cup.”

”AHH!” Wen Liang shrugged off the man's arm that was resting on his shoulder and turned to enter the lounge.

Wen Liang furiously opened the wardrobe and looked at the cabinet full of well-ordered clothes. He randomly grabbed a A-piece dress and looked down at the brand and price. Burberry, romantic flower lace, a white dress carefully spun using the traditional Levi's knitting machine of a professional workshop in England, 16,000 yuan.

Thinking this way, Wen Liang's heart finally felt a bit better. She checked the price of the rest of the clothes again with worry. After confirming that it was the cheapest dress, she took off her clothes and walked out of the room with the dirty suit.

”This is the act of touching porcelain.” Wen Liang pointed at the tomato stains on the suit and said, ”I'll wash the clothes dry and return them to you. Consider the money I owe you for the clothes I'm wearing.”

From this, Wen Liang learned that in the future, when you come to Sempe Group to work, you must remember to bring a set of clothes with you.

Qi Ye did not reply to him with warm words. Instead, he pointed to the sleeves of the white shirt he was wearing and said: ”The table was not cleaned. How about this, you help me wash this shirt as a gift. ”

Wen Liang looked at Qi Ye's shirt. Indeed, there were traces of oil on his sleeves. It was not that the table was not cleaned, it was that there was no time to wipe it properly!

”Alright.” Wen Liang agreed without thinking. He had the nagging feeling that Qi Ye was simply too valuable, that if he met him, he would easily lose everything.

Wen Liang went back to his room to retrieve his dirty clothes, he did not expect Qi Ye to follow him in.

As soon as he entered the lounge, he began to undress. This was something that was out of his expectation.

However, she only glanced at it for a moment before maintaining her composure.

”Give me a shirt.”

Wen Liang turned around, and casually took a white shirt and passed it to Qi Ye.

Turning his head, Qi Ye was tugging at his tie with one hand. The air in the room suddenly froze at this moment, the scenes that had been played out countless times in her mind repeated themselves in front of her. This time, Wen Liang didn't feel his mouth go dry, but he felt that there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

He handed her the torn tie and asked, ”Does it look familiar?”

”I'm not familiar with anything related to you.” It was obvious that he wanted to get rid of this relationship.

The man opposite him was not angry. Instead, he elegantly unbuttoned his shirt and raised his arm to look at the pair of diamond-shaped dark green cuff links. ”What about this? ”Do you have any impression of him?”

”Nope.” ”If you want to take it off, then hurry up and take it off. If not, then I'll be the first to leave.”

”I have a long time, don't you know? If you want me to hurry up, then you have to take the initiative. ” As he spoke, he lazily sat on the edge of the bed.

What he meant was that if he wanted him to take off his clothes as soon as possible, Wen Liang would have to help him take them off.

However, when he said it in such an ambiguous manner, no matter how Wen Liang listened to it, it felt like he was saying that he had been doing it for a long time in other aspects …

It was unknown if what Qi Ye said was too ambiguous, or if Wen Liang had become an old driver under Qi Ye's influence. All in all … Her thoughts went astray.

Just as her imagination was running wild, Qi Ye's tie suddenly wrapped around her wrist twice.